A VISIT AT JUJA 



lan's absence, and persuade them that they are 

 mighty hunters. His domain was a fascinating place, 

 for it contained everything from pianola parts to 

 patent washstands. The next best equipped place 

 of the kind I know of is the property room of a 

 moving picture company. 



We went to mail a letter, and found the postmaster 

 to be a gentle-voiced, polite little Hindu, who greeted 

 us smilingly, and attempted to conceal a work of 

 art. We insisted; whereupon he deprecatingly drew 

 forth a copy of a newspaper cartoon having to do 

 with Colonel Roosevelt's visit. It was copied with 

 mathematical exactness, and highly coloured in a 

 manner to throw into profound melancholy the 

 chauffeur of a coloured supplement press. We ad- 

 mired and praised; whereupon, still shyly, he pro- 

 duced more, and yet again more copies of the same 

 cartoon. When we left, he was reseating himself to 

 the painstaking valueless labour with which he filled 

 his days. Three times a week such mail as Juja gets 

 comes in via native runner. We saw the latter, a 

 splendid figure, almost naked, loping easily, his 

 little bundle held before him. 



Down past the office and dispensary we strolled, 

 by the comfortable, airy, white man's clubhouse. 

 The headman of the native population passed us 

 with a dignified salute; a fine upstanding deep- 



